"Do you know that person’s identity?" Aurelia Shaw asked. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Clara Philips suddenly disappeared, supposedly taken away by the lover who once kept her. How could someone who had caused such harm to her be allowed to leave so easily?

"Mason Nightshade, do you know where they are?" Aurelia squeezed Mason’s fingers.

Mason raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth curling up. This girl had actually learned how to use such methods to entice him.

"Don’t know?" Aurelia sounded a bit disappointed.

She thought Mason knew.

But in the previous life, Clara and her daughter disappeared after the Shaw Family’s bankruptcy. It was normal for Mason not to care about two insignificant people and not know where they were now.

Still, the web she wove for Clara and her daughter, for them not to stay put and receive their punishment, left her feeling a bit disappointed.

She had put quite some effort into it.

If she could not make those who harmed her in the past suffer retribution, then her previous life’s death was in vain.

"I know," Mason suddenly said, seeing her enigmatic eyes, he knew she was planning something.

This girl was too bloodthirsty, he needed to find an opportunity to correct her behavior.

He didn’t mind his woman being unruly, but he couldn’t just watch her go astray.

Aurelia suddenly looked at Mason, her cool, almond eyes filled with a strong desire to know.

Mason looked at her and didn’t continue speaking.

Aurelia said, "Can’t you tell me?"

"It won’t help even if I tell you. The person Clara is with has some connections and is well-rooted in M Nation." Mason said, looking at Aurelia, who frowned, and added, "But you’ll eventually meet them one day."

"Eventually one day?" Aurelia said.

She hadn’t expected Jovana Shaw to be in M Nation; what a surprise. Do bad people really live longer? In her previous life, she hadn’t lived to thirty before dying, and at that time, Clara and her daughter must have been enjoying their time in high society, right?

Fate indeed is unfair.

"Soon," Mason said.

Hmm? Soon? Aurelia mulled over these two words, a gleam in her eyes as she looked at Mason, her red lips curling up, "You’re hiding many things from me, aren’t you?"

"If you want to know, stay by my side, and I’ll tell you slowly." Mason pulled her into his arms.

"Mason, how did you die?" She had asked him this question once, and he said he didn’t remember, but she still wanted to know.

Mason: "One day, I’ll figure it out."

"I’ll help you get revenge," Aurelia said coldly.

The man she loved for so many years, even if she died because of him in the end, no one else was allowed to touch him; only she could.

"Tsk! You rest, I’ll take care of my revenge myself." Mason said. This little girl, always talking about revenge, what if she got hurt? The one who would feel hurt would be him.

"Your revenge is my revenge." Those who touch what they shouldn’t must pay the corresponding price.

She was curious about who had such ability to kill Mason?

...

Aurelia discovered that in the hotel Mason stayed at, there were no personal items. The hotel’s toothbrush was so coarse; how could he tolerate using such a thing? And the towel, among other things, who knows how many people had used it? Though sterilized, with Mason’s cleanliness obsession, would he really use it?

"Mason, have you used the towel here?" Aurelia asked as she held up a towel.

Mason’s eyes showed disdain and disgust, "Who knows how many dirty hands have touched this towel? I wouldn’t use it!"